Observations.
FEAR didn't exactly live up to its name, despite being a good game. Either I'm really desensitized or.. well, it's probably that, God knows what else.
Also, I am disappointed in Vista. I only expect consoles to have problems with backwards-compatibility, and here you are telling me that I won't be able to do certain goddamn things just because of ( Read more... )
Also, I am disappointed in Vista. I only expect consoles to have problems with backwards-compatibility, and here you are telling me that I won't be able to do certain goddamn things just because of ( Read more... )
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I should be EXHAUSTED. I haven't slept in DAYS. But I CAN'T GET TIRED. No matter how hard I TRY. Not on a night like THIS. Not with my PULSE pounding my EARS and dear GOTHAM calling to me like a sultry SIREN.
I leave the BATMOBILE parked in a BACK ALLEY off of GIORDANO and ADAMS. That's taking a CHANCE-- some LOSER with IDEAS might SPOT it and get himself ELECTROCUTED trying to STEAL it.
That'd be DAMNED inconvenient.
But I've got no CHOICE. I can't stay inside the car tonight. I can't stay inside ANYTHING. Not TONIGHT.
The WIND off the RIVER rips across the rooftops, fish-smelly and cold as all HELL.
Twenty stories below me, some IDIOT leans on the horn of his PETERBILT.
Some LOON two blocks behind me LAUGHS and calls to JESUS.
It's a beautiful night.
It's a perfect night.
It's a hunter's night.
Every INCH of me is ALIVE.
A woman screams.
What the HELL.
I give with the LAUGH.
That ALWAYS works.
It's a perfect night.
It's a hunter's night.
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